Ava's Pov
I could hear the battle drums beating impatiently as I stood tall in my spot.
In my hands was my sword. While at the side of my foot was a dagger.
Knight Lydia stood at distance, with a look of delinquency on her features.
"You could just walk out and wait for the day, you know."
My wolf calmly suggested.
"Of what use? Still amounts to combating Knight Lydia."
I spat at her, taking a hold of my sword and lifting it up, remembering Master Zu's words.
"More stubborn than I expected." she retorted.
Looking around, I could see Francesca and Cicilia's devious glances. She demonstrated a look of elimination with her hands slicing through her neck as a blade would.
I scoffed immediately.
I wasn't dying easily if that's what they both thought.
"So tell me pawn, why would you risk your life and combat with me?"
Knight Lydia echoed from where she stood. Clothed in a shining armor.
I looked at mine, old and almost rusted.
"I'm clearly not risking my life, Knight Lydia. Right now, you're the one at risk."
I said confidently, with my chin held up.
That definitely pissed her.
Those were my intentions.
I needed her to fight angrily, so she didn't think straight.
"You little cunt!!"
She yelled, approaching me with full force with her blade.
She begun to make slashing motions which I clashed with mine.
Her moves were quite defensive. It seemed like she also discovered her chakra too.
Quite difficult, but not impossible.
"W-wolf,"
I hissed immediately.
"What?"
"I need you to sniffle her. Look for any weak spots she isn't protecting."
I muttered. From that ancient book, once an opponent seems hard to conquer... looking for weak spots proved helpful.
"She's well guarded, Ava. But I'll keep looking."
My wolf's words made me entirely distracted. That I didn't block a move of hers. Thus, my sword came trembling down just beside her.
She sighed, kicking it away.
I held gasps from the pawns.
Emily held Piper, making her close her eyes at the sight.
"What? Surprised?" she asked. I trembled, with my lips quivering.
This couldn't be.
"Tell me, who's at risk now, Ava?"
She said as she approached me. Knight Lydia styled the sword approaching me.
"Any last words?" she spat, as I laid on the ground with dirt covered all over me.
I shifted back to keep a distance between us.
"Yes. You underestimate me, Lydia."
My hands immediately scrunched some sand. I splattered it into her eyes. She screamed from the effect, taking steps back.
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A Baby For The Beast
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